A Letter from a Strange Woman

The writing is delicate. I think the heroine has a morbid view of love due to lack of love. In any case, this is a complete tragedy, and it is by no means a hymn to love.

I myself don't believe in the eternity of love, and think it is just an emotion evolved out of biological instinct. However, after reading "Letter from a Strange Woman", I changed my perspective. The love of the woman in the article extremely deifies this person. Even if this person has various inappropriate behaviors, arrogant and cynical character, she will find explanations for this person and regard this as a display of charm. From this point of view, what she loves is not this person, but the most perfect person she imagined. This imagination may have started subconsciously before she was thirteen years old, so when she sees a person who matches her imagination to a certain extent, she becomes crazy and unreasonable, and her imagination starts to get closer to this person. If she does end up having a two-way love affair with him, she will almost certainly find that he is different from what she imagined. In real life, many loves also start from ideals, and whether love can last depends on whether a person can handle the contradiction between him and his ideal. After all, people change. It is impossible for someone to completely conform to the ideal, and one can only make the ideal conform to him or her. Women maintained this ideal because they did not have in-depth contact and communication with him. They used the ideal as spiritual motivation and believed in him as a god. I can't say that this is bad, it just doesn't conform to normal people's concepts. This belief is not without its merits. For example, women study hard and become educated in order to pursue him. Moreover, it is a very happy thing to have a firm belief, so that life will always be bound. Faith is the spiritual roadmap and goal of people (there can be many things to believe in, not just people or gods)

I'm amazed at the author's expression of the psychological state of the characters. No matter whether they are men, women, old or young, poor people or nobles, they can interpret it perfectly with pen and ink. I think I will read this book many times. There are so many things that I can learn from. Master.

"I have never thought that between you and me, whether we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers or only a glass window, when I look up at you, to you, both are equally far away." "We, strangers to each other, lie there alone, hating each other just because we share the same misfortune and suffering." "My whole life has always been yours, but you have always known nothing about my life." "Everyone knows that nothing in the world can cause such great pressure on the human mind as nothingness." "Collectors are happy people!"

It has so much stamina [crying] It vividly writes about the thoughts of a girl she has a crush on. I feel sorry for her life. It's not worth it. But looking back, this is the meaning of life she pursues. Maybe this is enough.

Judging from the writing, you will find that the author has insight into people's psychology. He is very good at observing details and trying to figure out psychology, so every character he portrays appears to be very vivid and full. At the same time, the author also pays great attention to the narrative method and narrative rhythm, which is the kind of step-by-step hook. The kind that makes you want to read on and make you want to stop. The author is also very good at capturing the reader's psychology. Personally, I prefer the story "The Invisible Treasure". Let's not talk about the original purpose of the protagonist, but in the end the warmth revealed in the article really warms my heart. Whether it is the old man's love for art or the old man's wife and daughter's love for the old man, I really like the dense and delicate emotions. I really like this book. How to put it this way, I rarely read this kind of book on my mobile phone. I prefer to read physical books, which allow me to read them all at once and ensure a good reading experience. However, this book really made me unable to stop and wanted to read the complete story.

White roses, fantasy and three vague encounters These make up her. The longing that grows secretly runs through her. But it's hard for me to understand this feeling. I am just a spectator who tastes the affection of others using the template of the love formula. I think she shouldn't be like this, she should be more independent and sober. But I don't know why I had such an idea. Maybe this is what good works should bring to people. Like a brainstorming session between the author and the reader. Five stars for you.

I only read a letter from a strange woman, and I understand more and more the sentence "Everything happens inevitably." A person's destiny seems to have been determined from birth. The heroine's father's early death and her mother's indifference caused her cold personality. Lack of love, a sunny person like the male protagonist represents the beauty that the heroine longs for. As soon as he appears, the heroine is deeply involved in it and regards him as her spiritual support. Under the guidance of fate, how many people can develop "self-awareness" and get rid of the shackles of fate?

Environment creates character, character promotes choices, and choices determine life. I don't know if it's appropriate to say this, but I think it is fundamentally the environment in which a girl grew up that caused her tragedy. If she had grown up in a happy family from the beginning or had a closer relationship with her mother, and learned how to love herself, she would not regard R as the whole world, and then she might live a happier life.

A woman first becomes curious about the layout of the house, and then becomes excited when she sees the writer. In fact, I don't think this is love for the writer. She loves the writer's wealth, loves his talent, loves him at a distance, loves the pain in her pursuit, and also has palpitations. I think this may be called infatuation. This is an infatuation caused by class and mixed with low self-esteem. , But infatuation is a kind of devouring. When a woman's desire for the writer (the new world) turned into obsession, she had already given up most of herself. She compromised and ignored herself. When her desires were not satisfied, her son died. The woman regarded her son as the shadow and companion of the writer. His death made the woman completely lose sight of hope and finally resigned to her fate. Do women really love writers? Maybe she is in love, and loving this person has great hope of resonating with her soul. But I think she just loves his gentleness, aloofness, and the "new world." It's not like a woman doesn't meet similar people when she grows up, but her youthful obsession has been entangled in her heart for a long time, and she can't let go of what she has done for her obsession in the past. While reading, I was able to sympathize with women's thoughts because I was in the same situation. I am also so obsessed with one person, he is like another me in the world. I am glad that we are similar, but I am also painful that we are too similar. Such a sober and intoxicated state makes people stunned. Hey, the tears flowed first!

Characters in Zweig's books always have their own reflections, such as Writer R, Baron, Edgar, etc. It is necessary to understand the author's experience before reading his book. I like the last story the most - "The Burning Secret". Maybe Edgar's precociousness is similar to mine, but he is braver than me. He dared to confront his mother's wrong behavior, insisted on his own judgment, saved a mother who almost went astray, and saved his own home. Zweig's feelings about life are very delicate. Whether he can always capture ordinary but moving scenery or narrate the psychological process of characters, he can always write characters that are real and sincere and make people empathize.

A letter from a strange woman, in just 20,000 to 30,000 words, summarizes a woman's lifelong love for a man. As readers, you and I don't know who the two of them are? But why don't they unconsciously play two protagonists in life? Maybe we have loved others like women, or maybe we have been loved by others? This is a letter from a strange woman and a suicide note from a strange woman.

After reading the letter from a strange woman, in the modern secular view, this is a love brain, a woman who is willing to give everything for a man. I feel deeply sad, regretful and pitiful, although as an outsider, I am not qualified to evaluate it. In my opinion, the reason why this woman can do all this is mainly due to her childhood. She lacked love in childhood and did not establish correct values, so she regarded a man as her whole life. A girl who grew up in a spiritually rich family will not be in love. To be honest, rather than saying how much this woman loves this man, it is better to say that she regards him as a belief and a spiritual pillar. If I could sum up this book in one sentence, I think it would be "My whole life belongs to you, and you know nothing about me."

Savor the inner drama... There is always your shadow

Although the title of the book is Letters from a Strange Woman, there are actually three other stories besides this story. A letter from a strange woman tells the story of a woman's infatuation with a man through a letter. However, during the three periods they met, the man just thought it was the first time they met. The characterization of the woman showed the woman's infatuation, helplessness, sadness, and deep emotion. The story of chess tells the story of a chess king who is only talented in chess but has no imagination, and a lover who has a strong imagination and a selfless state of chess. One makes a living from the chess industry, and the other makes chess his life. Invisible Collection, a collector, although blind, has a love for collectibles. In the cruel reality, there is goodwill that covers him from the darkness of reality. His world is as shining as his collection. The Burning Secret is a story about a child's desire to be loved, and it is also about a secret. These stories are not connected together, but they all depict society and human nature.

I really like the tone of this kind of storytelling. Most of the protagonists are obsessed with a person or a thing to the point of going crazy. The story is very attractive, but after understanding it, you can't help but feel sorry for their experiences. The story adds a lot of background of the era, that is, in that era background, love, freedom, value, etc. Have become illusory; there are a group of colorful characters in the story, maybe from different classes, with an unbridgeable gap, but most of them have contradictory characteristics, in line with the complexity of human nature. There is also an inexplicable feeling that there is a collapse in the order of the story, and then it suddenly rises. All in all, there are many wonderful things

This is the first Zweig novel I have read. The descriptions of the scenery and characters are so apt, beautiful, energetic and imaginative. Before this, I opened the basic novel and gave up after reading thirty or forty pages and finding it difficult to get into it. This book gripped me firmly, and the plot was really beyond expectations and very fascinating. The letter from a strange woman revealed an extremely pure love. Only love transcends life and everything in life. But she is too in love. She mentioned many times that she is willing to lie at his feet. As long as she can be by his side, she is willing to be his slave! However, such people also live a simple and easy-to-satisfy life. People just live their lives head-first. Whether it is meaningful or not, other people's judgments are not important. Just know for yourself. I like the chess article very much. The cruelest punishment for people is endless nothingness. I remember that during the National Day holiday, my roommates all went home. Every day was the same. Get up, eat, look at the phone, take a nap, eat, look at the phone, go to bed late. This happened every day, for about ten days. I feel like I am derailed from my normal life, like a wasteful robot with no purpose or meaning, but I still have a mobile phone, and I have the freedom and power to receive new information and go downstairs to choose what to eat, so it is even more difficult to imagine what such a nihilistic confinement would be like if it happened to me. The last article is a searing secret. There is no clear description of a certain aspect. Human nature is inherently complex, and this story is rich and vivid. I read about growth, like that kind of crop sprouting in the ground. In the past, I only knew that it would break the ground after two or three days, and climb on the frame after a few days. What this story made me hear was the sound of crops breaking through the ground at night and early in the morning. I saw the process of the curled young leaves spreading out little by little. He captured the moment of the child's growth, and then showed it to me in detail. And the mother's last kiss, full of emotions and tears, filled with love and vows, my goodness, it's so beautiful!

The story of the chess set and the story of the blind collector are really disappointing to read. It turns out that the omniscient perspective can also be so painful.

Starting from the last part of the suicide note, the status of this book in my heart has greatly increased. It was really shocking. I restrained my urge to cry while reading. Like him, I felt death, immortal love, and a warm wind that had been blowing for more than ten years. Suddenly it blew into my ears, making me stand there for a long time, unable to hide my tears.

"Letter from an Unknown Woman", this book combines all the elements of modern ancient tyrant novels: running with the ball, silent crush, affectionate male lead and female protagonist raising children, stand-in jokes, men who have everything and women who have nothing, licking dogs... After reading this book, I was really not moved by the heroine's deep emotions. I just felt horrible and perverted. It looked like I had a cerebral thrombosis! ! !

A letter from a strange woman. I didn't understand that one very well. Maybe I will understand it when I grow up. But what happened to the child behind made me feel mixed.

A letter from a strange woman, the title of which already indicates the final fate, makes the heroine feel unfortunate. But on the other hand, although the comments all think that this is an extremely twisted relationship that should not occur, I don't think so. People who live a happy life and don't long for anything cannot understand it. They have always been in a kind of emptiness of life, as if even breathing has no meaning. At such a time, a man who brings unprecedented passion to a woman's life can make the seeds of a woman's heart burst out of the ground again and grow the buds of birth. His existence gives her the meaning of life, the only meaning. Just seeing him makes her feel the revival of all things and the singing of birds. Just being around him makes her feel unprecedented happiness. This is not an exaggeration. I have heard that over-exploration of psychology is very dangerous. People must fall passionately in love with something in order to survive. The male protagonist is such a kind of existence. If I live in a world without you, if I am allowed to return to the terrifying void where I am no longer connected to you, I would rather end my life. I could have endured the darkness. If I had never seen the light, at least for me, if I could meet a person like this in my life, I would rather love him in the most twisted way than living in indifference. Zweig was able to write such a profound psychological analysis of people, which even made me wonder if he was a woman. This shows that he also over-explored people's inner world. It would definitely be a lie to say that there is no pain. Maybe this letter from a strange woman is his wish, to love someone passionately or be loved by someone passionately.

As a reader, I put myself into the role to imagine and feel the characters' emotions. Maybe because I have never been exposed to this type of book, I am often pulled back to reality, and my feelings are not deep enough to make comments. It is really a pity.

Once I started, I couldn't bear to stop, and I read a letter from a strange woman in one breath📨. This woman was both familiar and strange to him, and her love for him was already too strong! Wow, really a good work

Zweig is truly a genius at telling stories. Every character in every story can be remembered deeply by readers. My favorite is The Unseen Treasure, it is really a dreamy, hypocritical, beautiful and powerless story.

The delicate elegance and yearning for a better life brought by literature have become a ray of light in my confused life. I was moved by the love of the strange woman in the article, which also increased my yearning for a better love and life.

The psychological description and monologue passages in "Letter from a Strange Woman" are really touching. Zweig is indeed a master of psychological description. Here are some personal feelings: This book not only made me feel pity, shock and touch, but also gave me some thoughts after reading it calmly: I think of Somerset Maugham's "The Blade", in which all kinds of self-sacrifice are vividly displayed on the heroine. Although it causes her pain, she is proud of it. Suffering is her scar and her medal. Somerset Maugham said, "Self-sacrifice is an overriding emotion that ennobles personality to the greatest extent and tempts people to destruction." Indeed, the heroine stayed away from every possibility of happiness because of this emotion and this lonely pursuit, and finally died alone. I won't go into details about the above topic of self-sacrifice. Let's change the perspective. This pursuit of the ultimate pure emotion and the posture of a martyr reminds me of "The Narrow Gate". Let me make an analogy here. For the heroine, she has many opportunities for happiness within her reach, her parents, those partners and friends who love her - in a word, living an ordinary and happy life is the wide door, while rejecting happiness over and over again and choosing self-sacrifice for the sake of the writer and her children is the narrow door. The greatness of this work lies in the fact that the heroine is also a pure "martyr" (martyrdom for love), and her emotions are intense, powerful and timeless. Rationally speaking, it makes sense whether her choice is worth it or not (different perspectives) - after all, her child died and she died of illness, and the writer did not remember her in the end (in his mind, she only had a vague inner image). According to the consequential theory, it is definitely not worth it, but according to the process theory, this obsession, this sacrifice - the wanton flow of emotions is worth it. After all, she has spiritual satisfaction and emotional purity and eternity. So, we should not pursue the topic of whether it is worth it for the time being, and let us experience the deafening emotion described by Zweig with our hearts. (Synesthesia is used here, not a linguistic disorder) I'll end with a quote from Pascal Guignard's work that I like very much: "What is in the name of love, etching is in death" (Actually, the purpose of this sentence is different from that of this book, but I just thought it was appropriate. The heroine's love never ends until she dies. Love and death are as eternal in her, but she herself is quite tragic. This sense of contradiction fits this sentence very well) I finished reading it before I knew it. It is indeed a masterpiece with excellent writing and plot, and can be read in one go.

A woman's secret love is an extremely terrifying existence. She will always complete her self-realization in voyeurism. Paranoia is regarded as her destiny. She will stand in front of a man who has never opened up to her all her life and wait in vain. I have also written lengthy letters to the boys I have a crush on. In two teaching buildings, my eyes gently passed through two doors. Through the window, I could see him throwing paper balls wantonly with his classmates in the classroom. During the lunch break inspection, as an inspector, I spied on his sleeping face at the back door of his classroom. The back door was blocked by naughty boys. As a little peacock, I always reported to the dean. I wrote his name in the textbook and wrote my life forever. I don't want to reveal the traces of infatuation, but the words are full of praise and appreciation for his merits, and the reason why I fell in love with him in the first place, his child-like behavior. Finally, I have to end this letter, just like a letter from a strange woman, "I love you." Apart from these three words, I really can't say anything overly loving. I always believe that the love I brought to him is special. The love that a stupid woman interprets alone is not as good as the white roses that a man leaves for the young lady at the night party. The child's eyes no longer sparkle.

The author's description of psychology and environment is so vivid and lifelike, it's so spot on! In particular, the first chapter about a woman's secret love and the last chapter about a child's rebellion and timidity as they grow up are both written with unparalleled delicacy and make people feel for them.

I don't want to give it a five or five because it's exactly like me. To be honest, I was completely immersed in it. Everything was very similar to how I felt about that boy. When I read it, I felt tremors all over my body. Some past events were vivid in my mind, including some secret thoughts in my heart. It can be said that almost all of them, I had the same thoughts as the heroine. It has been eight years since I had a secret love. Since junior high school, I have received many confessions from boys, including his good friends at the time. We were studying in Henan... As I write this, I suddenly don't want to write. I feel that these words cannot express my feelings for him. I am deliberately staying away from these feelings now. It makes me unable to breathe. Whenever I think of those missed scenes, I am sure that he has been moved by me, just like the male protagonist in the article... I really don't want to recall it anymore after so many years. , I told his story to countless people, but never revealed his name... The difference between me and the heroine in the article may be that I no longer want to love him alone and hopelessly. I want to make myself better. If we can meet again, I want him to take the initiative to find me. He doesn't know my feelings at all. I am like an actor. I have always been indifferent to emotions before, and everyone around me believes it. If I can't meet, I will be with someone equally good.